Um, Euka my love? What’s in your mouth now? I ask. Muthin’, says Euka. Why? Because it looks like you’re storing marshmallows in there, I say. Or auditioning for Brando’s role in The Dogfather. Nope, says Euka. I got muthin’. … Read More ›
Euka II
Working like a . . . well, not really
Working like a . . . well, not really. What do you mean by this word “irony”? asks Micron. I’m a dog and this is how I spend the day in the office. So yes, I actually am working like… Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: Caption This #10
Oh, Pool Boy, calls Euka. I’m still waiting for that Mojito. Our sassy diva has that look of practiced impatience. Peering over the top of her stylin’ shades, she is using her wiles to get others to do her bidding. Or so… Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: Euka gets a helpful tip
A walk through our local grocery is a good socialization exercise for a puppy raiser and her charge. What with all the wafting aromas, large open spaces and wonky grocery carts, there’s plenty of opportunity for a young pup to… Read More ›
Floundering in the rain
Hey Micron, says Euka, staring out the window. Explain this thing about human beans and water. Whad’ya mean? asks Micron. He puts down his chew bone and walks over to see what the puppy’s looking at. Might be squirrels, you never… Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: Base Tan
I don’t know, says Euka. I’ve been in the sun all afternoon and just can’t get past this base tan. A furry reminder from Miss Euka to watch for the next installment of her tales of derring-do. Or what I… Read More ›